A Wedding Affair (The Wedding Affair) (43 page)

“
Tristan you are very blunt with your words”

“
What did you expect Aria, you are playing with our life here! Excuse me if I don't feel like the sarcastic innuendo game with you tonight!” 

“I
do miss you” 

“Well Aria I
love you, miss you!”

That did it, now I am mad,
he throws those words at me now when I waited for him to say those words to me two years ago!

“
Tristan why don't you just hate me than!”

“O
h you want me to make this easy for you to go into another man’s arms? Sorry baby, but the decision to walk away from us this time is yours and yours alone!”

H
is tone is stern and condescending; he is mad, hurt and riled up. I don’t know what comes over me I go with my gut, my heart, I want him. I walk towards Tristan and slowly open up my robe and drop it to the floor at his feet, I reach up and pull his bow-tie loose, throw my arms around him and take him by surprise, he grabs my face with both hands he throws his tongue down my throat, his hands move in my hair, he is running his hands down my naked behind presses me against his growing erection, as I relish the friction than in one swoop he picks me up and carries me over to the sofa by the fireplace he lays me down on the edge of my cream jacquard sofa, kneeling in front of me as we are looking at one another and we both want this. I ease his jacket off and drop it to the floor.

I pull his tie from aroun
d his neck and toss it over my shoulder, our eyes are locked on one another I see his hurt and desire in those dark hazel eyes of his, that is all I need to set me off and I grab his shirt out from his waist band, as I pull it apart as the black and silver studs go flying everywhere, I lean over and kiss his warm chest. I undo his fly on his pants and pull everything down in one tug, he is hard and I want him, I sit on his lap as he snakes his arms around me and he fills me.

“
Oh Tristan how I have missed you” 

“You are so wet you greedy gorgeous girl
” He eases out of me slowly and then pounds into me and I scream.

“Tristan!
Oh dear God Tristan” my mouth is dry and I can barely breath.

This is what I have needed all day
, he thrust into me throwing my head back as I ride him, I am screaming his name and he is fucking me like there is no tomorrow. I am egging him on to give me more, my hands are pulling his dark gossamer hair and he moans in my mouth, his kisses are merciless, he is filled with built up angst and desire, as he pounds into me giving me the best that he’s got, I follow suit, we come together and he buries his face in  my breast and bits my nipple I hold his head in my hand, oh God I can’t say goodbye to this, he take me to another world when he fucks me. It’s always a different place. It’s all so new, it’s so exciting to me and I know it’s only this way with him.

He leans back and pulls
out of me. I sit back on the sofa panting, withering with a just fucked grin on my face I just watching him, he stands and drops his shirt to the floor, he takes off his shoes and socks and shuffles out of his pants and underwear as his eyes are glued to mine I pull my knees up to my breast. As I lick my lips and I want more, I want much more. Tristan is now naked and reaching for me when he says. 

“I
believe we’re just getting started”

I smile as I spread my legs a
nd touch myself

“I
s this what you’re in need of Tristan?” I touch myself and his jaw drops, I rub my clitoris and then suddenly stand up and bolt past him.

“
You gotta catch me first!” I take off around my desk and he is chasing me, we are both naked running around my office, shit this is hot, this is crazy,
who are these people?
 

“W
hen I catch you Aria I’m gonna fuck you hard!”

“I look
forward to it Mr. Bach I’ve had a hard day already why stop now!” I ease myself around my messy, messy, white French Louie XIV desk, which is piled high with papers and fabric samples as they go flying into the air.

Tristan is smiling his devilish grin as
he makes his way around my desk, he is coming after me I push my wheeled high back chair I just got from Tuesday Mornings at him and I take off to the far side of the room towards the ladder that is attached to the white bookcases that house all my books and samples, the ladder is on a rail secured to the wall I make it up four rungs of the white ladder with brass hardware, Tristan catches my ankles, I am laughing and joking and yelping as he climbs up behind me.

“Oh Aria we are going to have some
fun turn around and face me” I turn around as he is one step below me he kisses me soundly and I love him.

“
I’m gonna fuck you on this ladder! Put your left leg around me” I do just that as his erection is like trained to find me as it pushes between my legs, I am on fire, I have needs that only he can tend to.

Tristan flexes his hip
and I arch mine, as he forges through me like a bolt of lightning! Oh Fuck, this is the best ever, he is in me so deep I feel it in my belly. My right arm in around his neck, while my left is holding onto the ladder for dear life. Tristan eases out of me slowly then pounds into me with all his might. I am all sensation and hunger for this man, my thoughts are only of him as he takes me to our place where we are the only two that matter.

I latch onto him as
he has his way with me some five feet off the floor.

Tristan has his right hand on me as his left hand is
on the ladder above my head, his lips against my right ear

“Aria you are my
naughty Marietta
”

“Tristan make me see stars”
I whisper into his ear, he thrust into me hard and fast and repeatedly, he winds me up so tight he bites at my neck and I scream out, as the sensation is unreal but he doesn’t stop, his lips are at my ear as his teeth graze my lobe he sucks my ear lobe then bites it hard, he shows me no mercy, in his assault as I am only his, he is mind-blowing as he literally fucks my brains out. I have no thoughts as pain and persecution turn to pleasure.

“
Tristan Oh dear God” he doesn’t stop he pounds into me harder and harder I throw my head back and he sucks hard on my breast as I arch my back he pummels into me thrashes my every thought as he wallops me, the impact is unreal, pleasure, sensation, how we have tortured each other it all comes down to this.

“F
uck me Tristan” he is like a bolt of lightning precipitous and full of rage as he makes me come so hard as he bites my nipple and I spiral out of control, but he doesn’t stop he keeps pounding me in this pulsating rhythm until he fines his release, he is ripping me apart seizing me as he pulls at my heart grabbing and tugging at my heart strings. I go willingly of my own accord without reluctance he is taking me to our place where we are one, where he is mine and I am his where our souls met and fell in love.

Tristan
stills as he fills me with all he has, I feel his love and adoration, his anxiety and his pain as he holds me close to him, I wrap my other leg around his waist and he is holding onto me so I don’t slip through his fingers I want for nothing when I am in his arms.

My eyes are still closed and when I open them I see stars all around his face twinkling and spa
rkling against his salacious smile, he looks rather pleased with himself this crazy man that I can’t get enough of.

I fall into his arms,
my head on his shoulder as he holds me tight and I can’t hold on anymore, my arms are dead weight, my legs are around him as he slides down the ladder to the floor taking me with him.

“Aria what am I going to do with
you?” He cradles me on his lap as he sits up against the white paneled built in book cases, he kisses my face with tiny kisses that make me smile.

“A
lways taking things to new heights Mr. Bach” he hugs me tight in his arms as I look up at him,

“Never
figured you as the shoots and ladder girl” I giggle at his joke.

“Never thought you’d show up today”

“Aria we need to talk seriously…” I put my finger to his lips and nod no

“N
o more serious talk”

I shake my head no
, no.

“Tristan, I just want to look at
you” he leans down and kisses me holding me in his arms as I sit on his lap, his left arm cradles my head as he kisses me passionately  with love and affection. We are both basking in each other, I know my hair is a mess, his is crazed and flopping over his forehead, those hazel eyes are filled with desire as are mine, no more harsh words, no more yelling at each other, we savor our post coital bliss. I push the ladder away as it slides to the right next to the door.

“Aria say something?”
I move my leg and sit astride him and nod no no no. I kiss him and my hands are in his hair. His erection is stirring beneath me; he presses his forehead to mine.

“
Baby, you are my everything” he lifts me by my hips and positions me onto him and he fills me, I arch my back as he sucks hard on my breast. I moved slowly up and down and ride him as I pick up speed he has his other hand on my hip and he is making me go faster as he flexes his hips he goes deeper and deeper.

“Oh dear
God Tristan” he grabs my breasts with both hands and tantalizes them until I come like crazy, he pulls me close as he finds his release and we collapse onto each other, he falls back onto the plush brown and yellow Turkish rug and I fall onto his chest, we are both breathing hard as he holds me in his arms and it is quite evident that we are both in too deep, our situation is unfaChristopherable as I know we are headed towards the bottomless pit of deceit, our silence is confirmation that we are both entrenched, we don’t say a word as we are both breathing hard and we are indeed embedded in the certainty that we have marked each other.

Tristan rests his
chin is on my head as my cheek is against the smatter of his chest hair, this beautiful man tames the beast that rises within me, and then he speaks.

“Aria I feels as if we are on a cliff on the highest peak in the Swiss Alps and we are cling
ing onto one another as our future hangs in the balance” I have no words for him, I hug him hard

We catch our breath as I try to come back to earth.

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Suddenly there is a

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
at the door.

The door opens slightly and there are two very distinct voices giggling in that familiar way and I know it is
Erika and Sabrina. My two best friends in the whole world.

“Ya’ decent?”  that endear
ment is questionable considering I am naked on Tristan Bach’s lap while in a scantily clad state of undress at the moment.

Oh I am so going to get grief for this I’m sure they ass
umed I was with Tristan but now with it in their faces this is bad.

“Um…DON’T
COME IN!” I squeal but too late as they peer their heads around the door

I turn around
naked and still on Tristan, shit he is still inside me for goodness sakes! I turn as my curly hair flips from one side to the other oh shit, shit, shit, ” WE ARE BOTH THE DEER IN THE HEAD LIGHTS as we see the two of them with jaws on the floor, ok could my day get any worse.

Sabrina is the shocked
one, she has her hand over her mouth as if she caught me doing drugs, well that would really sum up Tristan, he is the drug I can’t kick. Erika is more in control given her chosen profession and all as she spouts off to me.

“Aria get dressed you fiancé is here looking for you!
I will keep him busy till you get yourself together”

I am mortified, as the
y shut the door behind them, I move to stand up and Tristan pulls me to him, “Who are they?”

“They are my life
savers; I gotta get dressed and get out there before Ian goes ape-shit on me!”

“A
ria we didn’t solve anything?”

“Yes we did, I’ve been sexually frustrated all
day, you were just the thing I needed”

“Aria that is not even funny”

“Tristan don’t be mad, come on please, let me go, I have to get out there, the show is going to start, come I will get you a new shirt since yours has… um combusted.”

“As you wish, this c
onversation if far from over”

“Fine
, fine, we fucked now, we’ll talk later” a trace of a smile lingers on his face, I get up and grab my robe and get him a fresh shirt, I come back and he is zipping his pants up, I take the raw silk shirt off the hanger and hold it out for him as I slip it up and over his shoulders. I go into the bathroom and after a quick wash I put my hair back up, slip on my bra and panties, my stiletto heels and grab my black crepe fitted dress, it’s a sheath sleeveless with a tiny white peter-pan collar that is all crystals. I walk back out and he is struggling with the French cuff.